“Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.”

Psalm 90:12 (NIV)

While September rushes in with renewed energy and focus after the playfulness, rest, and abundance of summer, the end of October marks the final turning point in the year. The fiery beauty of fall quickly unravels into the hush of winter, the shadows growing long as the last stubborn leaves rattle on barren branches.

November signals the twilight of the year.

And just like it does during the rhythm of each day, my heart starts to race. I feel a familiar tightness as I breathe. The drive to do accelerates: one more thing…just check this off the list…if I only had more time I could finish it all…

"Dear, dear Corinthians, I can't tell you how much I long for you to enter this wide-open, spacious life. We didn't fence you in. The smallness you feel comes from within you. Your lives aren't small, but you're living them in a small way. I'm speaking as plainly as I can and with great affection. Open up your lives. Live openly and expansively..."

I'm calling this little corner "Journal" instead of "Blog" to reflect the real-life radiance I hope to cultivate, a very different luster than the shine of a polished blog. I'll share questions I'm wrestling with, thoughts I'm pondering, quotes that are inspiring me, and prayers that are sustaining me. And like real life, it will be messy and in process.